Easter long weekend,
and everything is slipping into ‘go slow’.
I’m not hurrying, I’m not clock watching and I may well dissolve completely into those magazine pages at some point.
Spelt hot cross buns have been made,
the beach is whispering,
and if someone offers to make me a second coffee? Well I might just say yes.
That’s how this weekend is rolling, and everything else in life?
…is on pause.
When the Night Comes- by Favel Parrett: wonderful, wonderful book if you are looking for a new book to read.